I want it all….yup, you read that correctly. A missionary, living in Kenya want’s it all. Sure that might be ok if what “all” included was world peace, a stop to hunger, no more child abuse, a government that cares about its citizens instead of simply lining their pockets (you can’t go a day without reading in the Daily Nation about some embezzlement, scam, cheating or other immoral/unsavory/illegal act being pursued by some government official with no visible sign of any repercussions to that person) and I do want those things but I’m talking a bit more basic (humanly speaking).
I want dependable electricity, consistent internet (high speed would be nice too), go to a movie once in a while, flowing water without wondering when it will end (having it safe to drink would be appreciated too), sit with a friend sipping coffee, people to do their jobs, do them well and with pride, purchase a computer tablet and still be able to help my neighbor…yea, I want it all.
God has continually stretched, pushed, pulled and many other -ed’s to bring me closer to Him and a stronger reliance on Him. That said, I’m still being molded into the person God wants me to be. But when my selfish nature rears its ugly head it’s something I do not like dealing with. Honestly…I want it all and the devil sure makes it look good but God knows what I need and when I really think about it I’m not missing anything (and being totally honest I already “have it all” compared to thousands, no millions, of people around the world). God provides food for me and the kids, we have a roof over our heads, a place to lay our head at night, people who are committed to C4KK and the kids, He has blessed me with watching my kids (from afar) become wonderful adults, He uses His people to affirm direction for us, He allows me to continue a relationship with Him. He sustains me. He is my all. He is what I need.